Not A Star AnymoreA prideful princessGlowing with greed and selfishnessNow the red carpet's not under her boots
Grow Little Fetus, Grow!Tiny little sproutling10 weeks small yet enjoys allOf mother's cravings for sweet snacks
UnexpectedConfident ruby eyes widen in alarmTwo lines of blue in her visionPrepare for the journey ahead, new mama
Wedded BlissTwo silver bands sparkleUnder the soft radiance of moonlightAmongst intertwined bodies and hairOne with skin of smooth marbleThe other with hair like blazing fireDifferent backgrounds become one
Truth, Be BoldWe're just friendsBut you want moreReel it inBefore I'm out the doorI'm not your heaven sentOr a hand for you to holdI got you out of your black worldSo stop being so bold
EmptyWhen the soul leaves the body,There's nothing but an empty vesselA shellA carcassA cocoonAn external shapeWhere does it come from?Who designed this?Hah...Without a personality, a spirit or organs......Hard to look at a body from the inside, isn't it?
A HoleThere's a little holeWhich is getting biggerAnd each time I try fill itI'm only getting weakerIn my chest, my heart is poundingYour cries keep soundingWhining and howlingInside my doorThese are the dog daysBlacker than blackAnd this hole is getting smallerSo you can come back.